auspicious time has come

"What?" King Xiang froze in place: "Even my aunt refuses to believe me..."

"take away!"

The news of King Xiang's conviction spread in Beijing immediately.

"Impossible...it will never be the fourth uncle!"

In a small courtyard that was cleaned up separately from the inner house of the Ji family, the little girl was unwilling to believe that King Xiang was guilty when she heard about this incident.

"Please rest assured, Princess..." Ning Yu, who came to appease the girl, said softly, "Don't worry, Princess, everything will be resolved slowly."

Princess Jiayi moved slowly and sat back on the side table, muttering: "Will it be..."

Before she secretly moved to Ji's house, the teacher had already expressed her doubts about Aunt Yongyang...

The teacher never covered her ears about what happened outside——

But in the current situation, can everything really be restored to calm?

"Yes." Ning Yu's voice was gentle and firm: "Ah Heng said yes, and I believe it."

Princess Jiayi, whose eyes were already red, looked at Ning Yu and nodded slowly: "I also believe in the teacher."

……

The day when King Xiang was convicted was the day when the crown prince was buried.

The funeral was held seven days after Da Lian, which is the ritual of the emperor.

Previously, the Ministry of Rites and the Ministry of Zhongshu had debated about the funeral of the prince, and finally Princess Yongyang came forward to claim that although the prince has not yet ascended the throne, he has made a list of all places, and all matters related to his enthronement have been completed. He was benevolent during his lifetime, and he never made any mistakes in his actions, so he deserves to be buried with the emperor's rites.

With this remark, there was a not too fierce rebuttal among the ministers——

The prince's actions during his lifetime were admirable, and since the day Emperor Daxing passed away, he has been the new emperor in the eyes of all officials...

Moreover, he was murdered and died by those who wanted to usurp the throne, which is inevitably regrettable.

After all these considerations, in the end, no one had to argue with this meaningless effort, and the funeral regulations were settled.

Therefore, the place to stay for the funeral is the same as that of the Emperor Daxing, and it is also in the Taiji Hall.

On this day, the clan ministers all went to the Taiji Hall to mourn for the prince.

Qizhen supported the eldest princess Yongyang to stand in the front row. In the silence, she suddenly heard the voice of a servant saluting: "Jiang Linggong..."

——Linggong? !

The ministers turned their heads to look sideways when they heard the sound, and they saw that Zhong Shuling, who hadn't appeared in front of people for a long time and had just been assassinated, walked into the hall.

All the officials raised their hands in salute.

"Mr. Ling..."

"I haven't seen Linggong for a long time. I don't know if his illness has improved?"

Jiang Zhengfu has held a high position in the court for many years, with many confidantes and disciples, and the power of the nobles around him is even more deeply rooted, and it will not be disintegrated in a short period of time.

And his appearance here at this time is undoubtedly a reassurance for those who are vacillating.

Looking at the scene in front of her, Princess Yongyang said in a respectful and concerned tone: "I was very disturbed when I heard that Ling Gong was attacked a few days ago. Today, seeing that Ling Gong is safe, I finally feel relieved. Now that there is no one in the court, it is precisely the need for Ling Gong. While the public is supporting the situation.”

Jiang Zhengfu looked cold and serious, and silently raised his hand at her, without saying a word.

All the ministers have long been accustomed to his appearance that no one can look down on, and at this moment they have their own thoughts.

Immediately, another person was ushered into the palace by the inner eunuch.

Seeing the person coming, the officials secretly exchanged glances.

Xiao Mu entered and saluted in front of the prince's coffin.

Seeing the tall and straight figure of the young man, all the officials fell silent, and a needle could be heard in the hall for a moment.

It should be noted that this is now recognized as the most popular rebel seed player——

When hundreds of officials and even ordinary people discussed privately about "those people who are most likely to rebel", the winning rate of this person even far exceeded that of the clan and royal family!
The national recognition of the rebellion was really controlled by the Marquis of Dingbei.

The story of the Turkic mobilization of troops spread to Beijing. Yesterday, there was a censor who was indignant. He wanted to impeach Dingbei Hou for lynching Jia Que, but he was stopped by his colleagues. !Are you not afraid to trigger those two keywords completely?

Therefore, when Xiao Mu appeared here at this time, most of the people tensed up, for fear that one mistake would trigger something.

A county king who has always been known for his timidity and cowardice in the capital even silently gave up his position and signaled Xiao Mu to stand in the front.

Under everyone's silent gaze, the young man stepped down from the coffin and stood still among the generals.

Looking at the figure of the young man who had never looked in his direction since entering the palace, Princess Yongyang's brows and eyes were slightly lowered, still mourning.

After the funeral ceremony, Jiang Zhengfu left the Tai Chi Hall, and led a group of officials following behind him, towards the direction of Zhongshu Sheng.

"Your Highness..."

Watching the figures of Jiang Zhengfu and others disappear into the depths of the red wall, Liu Qian, who was by Princess Yongyang's side, hesitated to speak.

Princess Yongyang sighed: "I knew that if someone messed up a chess move, it would definitely cause trouble."

She said, walked forward slowly, and said in a low voice: "Go back to Ganlu Palace, and call some adults to discuss matters with this palace."

Liu Qian responded respectfully.

In the Taiji Hall, most of the officials have dispersed.

Xiao Mu is still there.

And the Immortal Master Puzhen who was guarding beside the coffin also retreated with his whisk in his arms.

It was nothing but because he also felt that the cold-faced god in the temple was a little creepy... If he was alone with the other party, he was also afraid that he would accidentally trigger something that shouldn't be triggered.

However, as soon as he left the palace gate, he turned around and noticed someone following behind him.

Tilting his head slightly, he looked quietly from the corner of his eye, seeing that figure, Immortal Master Puzhen couldn't help stepping faster.

But the next moment-

"Immortal Master, please stay."

Immortal Master Puzhen paused, and the hairs on her body stood on end, as if she wanted to prop up her Taoist robe.

And if all things had spirits, the whisks in his arms would probably explode.

"I don't know Xiao Jieshi...what advice do you have?" Immortal Master Puzhen struggled to maintain the posture of Daogu Xianfeng.

……

That night, Gu Tingnan got a letter under the camphor tree in the courtyard.

She subconsciously took a few steps back and looked towards the top of the wall. It was empty and there was no one there.

Since the incident in the alley that night, the iron lump has not appeared again, and it seems to be avoiding her on purpose.

Isn't he playing hard to get with her?
But after thinking about it, his abacus-like brain might not be able to understand such a profound method.

Gu Tingnan felt quite puzzled, glanced at the letter in his hand, put it in his sleeve, and went to look for Hengyu.

"...Could it be a peace letter of apology?" After delivering the letter, Gu Tingnan whispered: "You can't just forgive him so easily! Otherwise, these men will talk about breaking up frequently in the future. Is there any peace to speak of?"

"These... men?" Heng Yu looked at her suspiciously, biting the first two words seriously.

Gu Tingnan straightened his body and smiled: "Ah Heng...well, read the letter slowly, I'll go back first."

Watching the rapidly leaving figure disappear behind the curtain, Heng Yu opened the letter.